Jesus. At first I thought this song was about some girl named Donna. Close inspection of lyrics lead to the story of a poor calf about to be slaughtered in some Jewish sacrifice. Holy craptoid. Also can be interpreted as Holocaust metaphor...interesting.
On a waggon bound for market
there`s a calf with a mournful eye.
High above him there`s a swallow,
winging swiftly through the sky.
How the winds are laughing,
they laugh with all their might.
Laugh and laugh the whole day through,
and half the summer`s night.
Donna, Donna, Donna, Donna; Donna, Donna, Donna, Don.
Donna, Donna, Donna, Donna; Donna, Donna, Donna, Don.
"Stop complaining!“ said the farmer,
Who told you a calf to be ?
Why don`t you have wings to fly with,
like the swallow so proud and free?“ + Chorus
Calves are easily bound and slaughtered,
never knowing the reason why.
But whoever treasures freedom,
like the swallow has learned to fly. + Chorus
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Sounds like a justification of any kind of systematic oppression by conservatism, which includes the Holocaust.
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